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Chapter 106 Ancient Brown Sugar

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    Jing Xiaojun looked up and asked in surprise: "Why do you ask that?"

    Yan Yu replied without hesitation: "I haven't seen you smile today!"

    Jing Xiaojun also suddenly realized that because his mind was full of "oat cakes", he seemed to be thinking a lot today.

    She immediately smiled sheepishly and said to Yan Yu with relief: "There was no quarrel, don't worry! Yan Yu, are you and Gao Zhuo very close?"

    Yan Yu was confused. Unexpectedly, the topic immediately turned to him: "We are not particularly close. We occasionally chat."

    "Go and ask him if he has ever eaten oatcakes."

    This question was too private, and Jing Xiaojun's eyes were still full of cunning, which made Yan Yu feel so flustered that he even hesitated to speak, "Mr. Xiao Jing, what do you mean by asking? I have no special connection with him.  . At mostat most he can just ask me about my work schedule."

    Jing Xiaojun looked helpless. She just wanted to know how to make oat cakes.  So difficult!  Can she only bribe Mr. Si?

    "You misunderstood me, I just asked casually, don't think too much about it!"

    She comforted Yan Yu again, turned on her phone and sent a WeChat message to dear Mr. Si: "Dear, are you here?"

    She waited for several minutes with no reply. By then, the car had already entered the courtyard.

    As soon as the car stopped, she jumped out of the car and landed firmly in the yard. She looked up and saw Gao Zhuo leading two people to move sugar cane.

    There were many questions in her mind, and she asked as if she saw a monster: "Gao Zhuo, why are you here? Didn't you go on a business trip with Mr. Si?"

    Gao Zhuo also had long arms and legs. He stood up straight and respectfully and said, "Mr. Xiao Jing, Mr. Si did not arrange for me to accompany him on this business trip."

    "How can that be done?" She blurted out, her face changed slightly and her tone of voice couldn't help but speed up, "His illness is not completely cured yet!"

    Seeing that she was anxious, Gao Zhuo quickly comforted her: "This is Mr. Si's intention. It won't be a big problem for him to travel alone this time."

    Jing Xiaojun stared at Gao Zhuo with puzzled eyes, which made him feel nervous: "Are you sure he is okay?"

    "Mr. Si acts in a measured manner." Gao Zhuo replied truthfully, "He asked me to serve you today."

    It seemed that the atmosphere was too tense, so Yan Yu hurried over to adjust the atmosphere: "Sister Jun, Mr. Si has super powers, so don't worry too much."

    Jing Xiaojun still couldn¡¯t let go, so he sent another WeChat message to Siming Nian.

    The friends in the team started to argue, and she was embarrassed to be too affectionate. She checked her phone from time to time, but there was no news she wanted.

    Time waits for no one, and this shooting task was a bit difficult.  When I say it's difficult, I'm actually talking about Jing Xiaojun.

    The theme of the video is: the intimate contact between ancient brown sugar and flour; however, the operation starts with boiling brown sugar.

    This means that Jing Xiaojun has to actually boil the brown sugar, and almost everyone is worried.

    It is true that Jing Xiaojun has never tried it, but she has studied it carefully, so she is confident.

    [Communication] specially designed a set of navy blue burlap clothing for her. The fabric looks thick, but is actually smooth to the core.  The open placket and waist design accentuate her slender waist; the buckles are tight and not sloppy; the pants are wide-legged, but not cumbersome, which especially makes her look like she has long legs.

    Ning Shaomin looked at her suspiciously, "Xiaojun, do you really have to go through it all over again?"

    Jing Xiaojun clapped his hands and shouted to work: "Yes! Use the authentic ancient method to cook it."

    Several large basins were set up in the yard. She gave an order and several people sat down to wash the sugar cane.  What Jing Xiaojun did was the first step of cleaning.

    She skillfully held the new brush, grabbed a handful of sugar cane, put it into the water, brushed each section clean, and then moved it along the basin to the next section.

    Within a short time, she and her team had cleaned hundreds of sugar canes and were waiting to squeeze the juice.

    They were very busy, and Yao Zicheng and his assistant were not idle either.  She sat by the basin, holding the sugar cane and bending over to wash it, her eyes focused on the brush in her hand.

    A strand of hair fell down in front of her forehead, and she didn't even have time to brush it to her ears.  Yao Zicheng captured another classic picture. Under the high-definition lens, her skin is so delicate that no pores can be seen; her expression is focused, serious and meticulous, completely without the exaggeration and vanity of a rich and famous lady showing off her quality life every day.

    The large juicer was also assembled by Gao Zhuo and the others in advance. Looking at the piled sugar cane, he and Yan Yu both wanted to help.  But Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t need any help at all. He picked up a few sugar canes and put them into the juicer with one hand.?.

    Obviously it was the action of a female man, but she operated the clouds, elegant and coherent.

    A filter has been placed at the lower end of the mechanical juicer. The filtered sugarcane juice is vivid in color, fresh and deep, and the air is gradually filled with a sweet taste.

    Jing Xiaojun scooped up the sugar cane juice with a large shiny spoon, put it to his mouth and took a sip, with a satisfied smile on his face.  Yao Zicheng recorded her movements with the camera, and she felt sweet when looking at the camera. It was so sweet.

    What followed was nearly sixteen times of filtration. She took the trouble to filter the sugarcane juice over and over again.  Every time the sugarcane juice is poured, the sound of flowing from top to bottom is particularly joyful.  Her face is always full of love and smile from the bottom of her heart.

    Every time it is filtered, she will carefully scoop it out and check if there are still magazines.

    The pot was set up, the fire started, and the flames were fluttering and licking the bottom of the pot.

    Ning Shaomin added another handful of firewood to the furnace hall and saw a young man wearing a mask carrying a vat in and carefully pouring sugarcane juice into the cauldron.

    The sugarcane juice is as pure as silk and slips into the pot.

    Jing Xiaojun observed the intensity of the fire, which was very strong.  She turned around and said to Yao Zicheng: "It will take a long time. You can take a few shots and then rest!"

    Yao Zicheng glanced at her: "Are you going to guard it yourself?"

    "Hmm! If you don't keep it, it might burn. If it burns, it will taste like caramel." Jing Xiaojun said.

    "Are you kidding me? You boil the brown sugar while we take a rest? You can just take care of yourself. We can choose the angles to shoot by ourselves and try to get a few more classic shots." Yao Zicheng rejected her suggestion.

    Soon the sugar cane juice in the pot began to boil; she carefully skimmed off the foam on the surface with a spoon.  Not slow, not too hasty, not impatient, just like cooking haute cuisine in a Michelin kitchen.

    ¡°She got a bun on her head today, and now she has her hands on her waist, looking very much like a girl from the Dai family in Yunnan.  And she also said: "Sixteen-pass filtration is said to be the exclusive brewing method of the Dai royal family. The brown sugar brewed in this way is more delicate and pure."

    Jing Xiaojun didn¡¯t know where he prepared the long-handled ladle. He stirred it in the pot again and again with the palm of his hand.

    The dark green sugarcane juice becomes darker and darker in the baptism of fire, gradually turning into deep yellow.  Because the juice is thick and the fire is strong, I am most afraid that the soup base will be mushy at this time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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